Inara_Me

*Dark Romance* 

"Search the name, Angelo de Alassandro." He said.

Now she was doubtful why would she have to search his name? She did it and the search was normal; it was like searching for any other business man.

But a few caught her attention.

'Angelo de Alassandro linked with the underworld.

'De Alassandro associated with the recent gun fire.'

'Another body found inside a dumpster, to be linked with the de Alassandro group.'

The links did not stop. They more she scrolled down the more she read and the more gut twisting they got. She did not know how to react with the situation especially when the man who was supposedly linked with them was sitting right next to her. She was reading them with so much attention that she did not notice Angelo standing behind her. He was enjoying her reactions and her curiosity to read more.

He bent down to her ear causing her breath to be hitched. He leisurely stroked her face and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Do you think that can be rumours?" Calmly he spoke in her ear.

"They could be," She spoke diplomatically.

He chuckled, "well, they are not." He confirmed.

(I don't stand for abuse but I need to show it for the development of my characters.)

Infatuation of Darkness

She stepped into the mansion and Agatha informed her that the Don was in her office. She entered the office and saw him sitting on the couch. Usually, she would have gone to sit next to him but given the circumstances and his disloyalty she chose to set in front of him.

"What is it?" She asked with a concerned expression.

"Madison was caught, as I told you." He revealed and she nodded. "Now the most important thing is, I know where Julia is and the message has been sent that she won't be alive for long."

She frowned, "Message?" Text message—

"Madison's dead body." He answers immediately clearing all of the doubts.

"Okay," she nodded clearing her throat and wondered why did she even get surprised at this point. "Now what?"

He sighed and leaned forward, staring into her soul. That gave was something that she had not seen in the past 5 years. That was the stare of a cold Mafia boss and not her husband and a father.

Chapter Three hundred and two